Just try to type “Cuinn” without being dislocated by autocorrect!
This engaging and often amusing book is a compilation of compressed story-telling by an uncategorized Irish writer, Kevin O Cuinn, currently living in Germany. Featuring original cover art and design by Jarod Roselló, it collects many of O Cuinn’s progressive and innovative fictions that reflect influences of Flann O’Brien, Kelly Link, and Borges with an overlayment of contemporary quirky strangeness.
Antonia Crane, author of Spent, said: “Kevin O Cuinn’s new collection of stories and prose reminds me of Lidia Yukvavitch’s A Chronology of Water in their most breath-sucking moments. O Cuinn’s voice captures phantom desire at its most ritualistic and carnal—the enraged flirty glance from a red-haired punk girl at a green light, a silent, secret assault in church ‘While Oliver Paints.’ O Cuinn’s most delicious moments exist in brutal wonder that points to the wound and asks: is that a dark bruise or rocker chick makeup?”
